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It is with a broken heart and trembling hands that I write this post to say that my amazing father passed away on Wednesday 26th October at 7:55 pm.

After 15 years of defying doctors’ expectations, beating medical odds and spending every day quite literally fighting for his life, all of his suffering is over. And while his death has been a long time coming, we are all in shock and can’t quite believe it. I keep expecting him to call me, and keep adding bits to his weekly grocery shopping list, and I honestly don’t understand how the world is still turning.

I feel so, so, so lucky to have known you – you truly were the most remarkable human being. You taught me everything I know (most invaluably you taught me how to read and write). I am utterly privileged to have had you as a father and am forever proud to be called your daughter. I will miss you with every beat of my heart.

Much love and hugs dear. My dad passed away when I was 3, and life never felt quite the same since. But please, please always remember, he’s still got your back. I’ve never once felt that my Dad left my back, and I know you will always know too, that your dad will always be with you. You don’t have to stay strong- take pain with fear, heartbreak and courage. Take care love.